Boomtown Rats: Thinking voyager 2 type things

This is the moment that we come alive I'm handing out the breath and the kiss I'm electric with the snap and the crackle of creation I'm mixing up the mud with the spit So rise up Brendan Behan and like a drunken Lazarus Let's traipse the high bronze of the evening sky Like crack crazed kings. Voyager 2 where are you now Looking back at home and weeping Cold and alone in the dark void Winding down and bleeping Ever dimmer ever thinner Feebly cheeping in the solar winds I'll turn you up Sail on sail on sail on On past the howling storms Through electric orange skies And blinding methane rain Sail on I'll turn you up Never bring me down to earth again Let me blaze a trail of glory across the sky Let me traipse across it's golden high Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered gaze At the bigness and implausibility of being Yes stretch out your hands into infinity you human things Past blind moons and ice cream worlds You hurl your metal ball of dull intelligence And show us all our fragile grip As we too track with you Slower but no less insistent Like the only fertile seed In the barren vault of being Sail on Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty worlds Waiting for the final primary come of life I'll turn you up And I'm thinking big things I'm thinking about mortality I'm thinking it's a cheap price that we pay for existance This is the moment that we come alive This is the breath and this is the kiss No we're in Paris In the ball gowns In the high heels In the snow And we're spinning round Versailles in a Volkswagen Beetle That we'd hired for the day (At the cheap rate) The room without the shower was cold again "Are we already middle-aged", she said And I said "I feel nothing I feel like a jelly-fish", "Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she joked And she laughed her brittle head And we went back to bed And I've been thinking about these things I've been thinking about Voyager 2 And this is the moment that we come alive.